Chapter 16 It's unnecessary.

And now, Yi Yi...

Living a life of luxury and having everything one could want can easily breed laziness.

Jiang Ranxing had no choice but to agree with Fu Shenyuan's statement at this moment.

Fu Xingyi needs to be strong and able to face difficulties. Without tempering, she cannot become a dazzling gem.

But as Fu Xingyi's mother, she still couldn't bear to see her son cry.

“I won’t object to your parenting style with Yiyi,” Jiang Ranxing paused, “I just hope you can disregard my existence and give Yiyi some love.”

"No matter what, he's still your son."

Even if Fu Shenyuan doesn't like her child, blood ties cannot be severed.

Fu Shenyuan pondered for a while, but said nothing.

Jiang Ranxing spoke again, "Yiyi wants to go to the botanical garden you took that child to."

After saying that, Jiang Ranxing regretted it a little. Why did she tell Fu Shenyuan all this? Fu Shenyuan wouldn't go anyway.

Jiang Ranxing laughed at his own foolishness and turned to leave the study.

Just as they were leaving, Fu Shenyuan's voice came from outside.

"He wants to go, so let's do it tomorrow."

Jiang Ranxing paused, her hand gripping the doorknob, her lips trembling slightly. She gave a soft, bitter laugh.

Thankfully, this made Yiyi happy for a bit.

She will stay at the villa today, and they can go to the botanical garden together tomorrow.

Let this be a final farewell.

After they get divorced, it will be difficult for them to get together again, and there will be no need for them to get together again.

Let's just consider it a fleeting dream of happiness for Yiyi and for herself.

Jiang Ranxing went downstairs to comfort her son. Fu Xingyi had already cried himself to sleep and was sitting on the sofa, sobbing.

Jiang Ranxing asked, "Tomorrow, Mom and Dad will take Yiyi to the botanical garden. Are you excited, Yiyi?"

Fu Xingyi immediately became excited: "Really, Mom? Dad's taking me? Really?"

"It's true, Dad just said it himself."

"Great! I have a dad to play with now! Dad is taking me out to play!"

Fu Xingyi is still a child at heart; he'll be overjoyed if given a piece of candy.

A short while later, he ran upstairs to grab his little backpack and go pack his things.

Jiang Ranxing suddenly felt a little dazed, as if the three of them were a very happy family.

Like any ordinary, loving couple, they were planning where to take their child to play the next day.

Jiang Ranxing felt as if he were about to possess this kind of simple happiness.

That night, Jiang Ranxing stayed at the villa, and Fu Xingyi even went so far as to invite her to sleep with him.

In the darkness, Jiang Ranxing looked at her son's innocent little face and suddenly felt a sense of happiness.

She knew this happiness was fake, but at this moment, she was still willing to indulge in it for a little while.

Life is too hard, so it's good to fool yourself.

Unfortunately, the bubble of happiness is always shattered.

The next morning, Jiang Ranxing and Fu Xingyi prepared what they needed to bring, but Fu Shenyuan was nowhere to be seen as they were about to leave.

Where is Fu Shenyuan?

The butler replied, "Sir, he... he went out this morning."

Jiang Ranxing was puzzled. Wasn't Fu Shenyuan supposed to take Yiyi out early in the morning? What was he doing out there?

The nanny stepped forward from the other side.

"Madam, the master received a call from Miss Lin. I heard that Miss Lin asked him to come over. As for what it was about... it sounds like Miss Lin isn't feeling well."

Jiang Ranxing's face instantly turned cold.

It's Lin Xuesha again; he's gone to find Lin Xuesha once more.

Jiang Ranxing had no idea when Fu Shenyuan had become so free that he could be available whenever she called.

In the past, when she felt unwell and tried to call Fu Shenyuan, the call was always unanswerable.

Even if they managed to get through, Fu Shenyuan wouldn't come back, let alone take care of her.

As I said before, love and not love are really quite obvious.

The butler added, "The master instructed Assistant Tan to take the young master there, so you don't need to worry, Madam."

Fu Xingyi was initially very happy, but upon hearing this, he immediately became unhappy.

"I don't want to! I want my dad to take me, and he promised!"

No one could do anything about Fu Xingyi's crying and tantrums, so Jiang Ranxing had no choice but to comfort him.

"Yiyi, but Mommy is still here. How about Mommy takes you?"

Fu Xingyi originally wanted Fu Shenyuan to take him, but now that only Jiang Ranxing is there, what's the point?

Fu Xingyi angrily threw his little schoolbag aside, and the valuable badge clattered onto the marble floor.

Fu Xingyi cried again: "Why isn't Aunt Xue Sha my mom? If Aunt Xue Sha were my mom, Dad would love me, waaaaaah..."

If Mom wasn't Mom, but Aunt Xuesha was, Dad would never have abandoned him.

Fu Xingyi pushed Jiang Ranxing and ran upstairs crying.

Jiang Ranxing felt a headache coming on, and suddenly everything went black.

She still cannot accept that her own son said such hurtful things.

I imagined today would be the last warm and cozy day.

But it turned out like this.

Jiang Ranxing was unable to describe the sense of loss in his heart.

Fu Xingyi is, after all, Fu Shenyuan's son. When Fu Shenyuan is in a good mood, Fu Xingyi is also good to her.

If Fu Shenyuan's attitude is bad, Fu Xingyi won't care about her.

Ultimately, these two, father and son, are the same; neither of them takes Jiang Ranxing seriously.

Jiang Ranxing was exhausted and suddenly felt completely drained.

The work of the past few days had already exhausted her, and Fu Xingyi's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Madam, are you alright?" the housekeeper asked with concern.

Jiang Ranxing refused the housekeeper's offer to help her up.

"Take good care of Yiyi and make sure he eats on time."

Jiang Ranxing looked up at Fu Xingyi's room upstairs for a while.

This time, instead of going upstairs, she grabbed her bag and left the villa directly.

It's time to let go.

Sometimes, trying to hold quicksand in your hand makes it slip away even faster.

Jiang Ranxing drove away.

The sound of the car starting was clearly audible in the quiet villa.

Upstairs, Fu Xingyi was still waiting for Jiang Ranxing to come up and comfort him when he turned his head and saw the car start and leave through the window, disappearing from sight on the road.

Isn't that Mom's car?

Fu Xingyi ran to the window, but the car was completely out of sight.

Why isn't Mom coming upstairs to see me?

Fu Xingyi's small figure stood by the window for quite a while.

Why...did Mom leave me behind?

This shouldn't be happening.

A mother would never abandon her child.

Fu Xingyi returned to the small sofa, looking rather unhappy.

The more I think about it, the less I understand.

Jiang Ranxing drove back to the studio and realized that she had given everyone a half-day off to get enough sleep before returning to work.

So there's nobody in the studio right now.

Jiang Ranxing's mind was in turmoil, and she didn't want to start working so soon, so she drove around aimlessly.

The studio is near the seaside with a beautiful view, but Jiang Ranxing is not in a good mood.

She drove in the opposite direction and stopped at an antique-style teahouse, the one she frequented.

Jiang Ranxing stopped the car and prepared to go inside for a cup of tea.

Upon entering the tea room, Jiang Ranxing encountered a familiar face.

"Mrs. Fu, we meet again."